Yea, the sparrow hath found an house, and the swallow a nest for herself, where she may lay her young, even thine altars, O Lord of hosts, my King, and my God.
When I was a kid, I thought that Arizona was the most dangerous place in the universe, where idiots had built roads that ended without warning in precipitous 1000-foot drops off cliffs and huge boulders would fall on your head out of a clear sky.
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